The Firefighter Blues

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Alan Bruce. The Firefighter Blues

Preface

PROLOGUE

CHAPTER ONE. The Bells

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CHAPTER TWO. Ten Pound Tourists

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TANKER 8, ASSISTANCE REQUIRED, TRUCK MVA, LIVERPOOL

CHAPTER THREE. Tin Huts

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CHAPTER FOUR. Finding Our Feet

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CHAPTER FIVE. Valley Trash

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RESCUE 84, MVA PERSONS TRAPPED, GLENFIELD

CHAPTER SIX. Love, Pimples and Power Chords

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CHAPTER SEVEN. Musical Chairs

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RESCUE 84, ASSIST DOCS, LOCK OUT, MACQUARIE FIELDS

CHAPTER EIGHT. The Baby and the Blues

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CHAPTER NINE. The Deal of a Lifetime

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RESCUE 84 MACQUARIE FIELDS, TRAIN INCIDENT MINTO RAILWAY STATION

CHAPTER TEN. The Business of Failing

Photographs

CHAPTER ELEVEN. The Cure

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FIRE CALL, HOUSE ALIGHT, MACQUARIE FIELDS

CHAPTER TWELVE. Up the Tower

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RESCUE 84, MVA, PERSONS TRAPPED, EAGLEVIEW ROAD

CHAPTER THIRTEEN. From Headquarters to the Wild West

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NO.8 LIVERPOOL, RESCUE, MVA, HEATHCOTE ROAD

CHAPTER FOURTEEN. Bushfires and Heartaches

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CHAPTER FIFTEEN. The First Signs

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MACQUARIE FIELDS RESCUE PUMPER, FARM ACCIDENT

CHAPTER SIXTEEN. The Country Scene

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CHAPTER SEVENTEEN. The Riots

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MACQUARIE FIELDS RESCUE PUMPER, CALL TO UNIT ALIGHT

CHAPTER EIGHTEEN. WildSeed

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CHAPTER NINETEEN. Out of the Frying Pan

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CHAPTER TWENTY. Out the Door

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CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE. Friend or Foe?

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CHAPTER TWENTY- TWO. Covert and Creepy

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CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE. Is this Hospital or Prison?

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CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR. I Can See the Light

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CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE. The Judge’s Decision

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MACQUARIE FIELDS RESCUE PUMPER, CALL TO MVA. PERSONS TRAPPED…APPIN ROAD

CHAPTER TWENTY-SIX. Blue to Grey

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Epilogue

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Don't let fear stop you - ask for help

ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS

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I hate this place. The patients scare me, the staff scare me, the locked doors scare me. The instruments with their jumbled mesh of wires and tubes, the guarded drug cupboard, the crisp, folded bed sheets, the soiled linen basket, the beeps buzzers and bells, it all scares me.

I don’t belong here.

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Also, from a practical point of view, which was the only view we could allow ourselves at the time, it would be extremely difficult, time-consuming and bloody hard work to drag him to the front of the train. I was able to talk to our boss through the gap between the carriage and platform. He knelt down so I could just see his face. I assumed the inevitable spectators were starting to gather and I just couldn’t be sure whether any relatives were at the scene, so in a hushed voice, I told the boss and crew:

‘We’ll untangle the boy from the train’s undercarriage, place him in a body bag and slide him under the overhanging station platform. We can then cover him and our smaller bags with the salvage sheet. Once he is secured we’ll crawl back to the front of the train and get out.’ Then, with all safety protocols in place, the train could be moved slowly up the track to a point where we could access the victim and respectfully remove him from the scene.

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